I have a big three room fridge and everytime I was opening the door Naomi was right there for an inspection (she was tall enough to look into the middle section of the fridge). My mom brought me once in December the last tomatoes she had, about 12. They were very small, about the strawberry size. We put them on the first shelf in the middle section. Once I noticed that everytime I was opening the fridge, tomatoes were less and less. Nor me, nor my sister, nor my brother used them. This time, because they were only six when I opened the door and five when I closed the door and the only one (except me) who looked into the fridge was Naomi, I checked her mouth. There she was with a small tomato in her mouth running from the scene and it was impossible to see it from the above. She was a perfect thief.
Check my photo album where I have some fuzzy pictures with her.
http://photos.yahoo.com/vcasian (my pets album)